Friday, February 20, 2009

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So, it's no surprise that I'm sitting in the Delta commons on a computer wasting my valuable time writing this blog to my beloved fans (please keep the laughter to a dull roar if you will) instead of running to the library to take my history exam that I'm actually dreading more than I feared my psychology exams. Why? Because I'm currently holding a B+, and I just know that with the expectations my teacher has in me, that grade will fall faster than me on my bike last summer .

I've taken the liberty (not freedom) to start my study on writing back up. I need to make sure that once I start to write my novel again, that I don't stop in the middle like I've grown a habit to doing. Once you start you can't just stop (that's what she said). I actually borrowed an Edgar Allen Poe book from the library to start analyzing. If I worked on everything as hard as I do my writing, I'd be wonder woman...and an A+ student with no life. My plan is, after exam season, to read a little bit every night, and when I feel confident again, read through everything I've written and start in places where I let off. THANK GOD I had only written my story on paper and it's not on my lost but not forgotten USB flash drive that was stolen. Sometimes I'll be laying in bed at night and randomly think of things to add or fix. I scene will run through my head over and over until I get it down on paper, which I'll have to re-do again since my damn usb drive is gone. God dammit all to hell.

I guess I'll start up a second blog dedicated to my writings and use that as a way of making sure things have a back up and don't get erased by accident or are stolen. So keep an eye out for that. *sigh* it's noon thirty I should go take my test, but I think I may wait a little bit longer to get things situated. The more I wait the more calm I feel about it. It's inevitable though. It's something I have to do and there's no running away from it. I think it would be better if we were doing it in class, but oh well. Just like driving *shudders* we all have to do it, and that's just life.

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